Does Your Face Hurt

"Since you've already said that, then if I disappoint you again, wouldn't I be disrespecting you?" Audrey curled the corners of her lips.

Daisy snorted coldly, "I hope so."

The rules of their competition were very simple. Just like a competition between pharmacists, the one who produced the most advanced, clearest, and most effective potion would be the winner.

Moreover, they had two sets of identical herbs in front of them, which provided them with a powerful help in their current competition.

Audrey raised her hand to pick up the spirit nucleus on the table. After a moment of contemplation, she began to operate it.

Her series of operations were smooth and fluid as if they were carved into her bones. She was born to know how to sit like this. Her smooth movements made the lively students outside dumbfounded. They had never expected her to do it to such an extent.